Make Comics: Lisa Jonte' Says EVOLVE!

Lisa Jonté, in The Engine's discussion "On The Female Creator Roll Call":

"The print end of the industry is often, as we all know, a dank cesspit of knuckle-dragging, ass-scratching Neanderthals...Freelancers, regardless of gender, aren’t usually given a great deal of respect by corporations to begin with. Add a societal bias like sexism to the mix and the freelancer in question has an even steeper challenge."

Lisa, how much do I love you?



Even Jon Stewart loves you.

Night of a Thousand Dumbasses

King did something tonight that, in true Fred Flintstone fashion, had it been anyone else would've had him blowing his stack. As it was, Girl and I surveyed the aftermath and hung on to each other, weak-kneed with laughter, and laughing even harder when I suggested epic variations on the original mess.

King broke the doorjamb to our bedroom. He did it when he was horsing around with Girl. He ran full speed into the closed door earlier, and found it wouldn't close when it didn't close when he was going to bed. It's impressive: split the length starting from the screws.

Girl said she'd first thought he'd broken the door earlier when King ran into it, King said he was surprised he hadn't. I said having the door just break off its hinges and fall into the room would've been awesome, which sent Girl so that she had to hang on to me when her legs buckled from laughter.

The jamb's going to have to be replaced, but it was absolutely worth the cost of King being the one who broke it. I figure it's good for trade on a years' worth of spills and shattered glass tumblers, because I will totally remind him that all I did when he broke the jamb was laugh until my stomach hurt.

When I was doing the dishes, I poured out the fug that was the end of soaking two grotty cups excavated from Girl's bedroom. I didn't know until the disposal started making that marbles-in-the-hubcap sound that there was anything but fluffy penicillin in them. I stopped it and fished out a well-textured quarter, and started it back up. It chocked again immmediately, and went to that hummmmmm that means something else is jammed in it.
We went looking for it in the evening with a shop light, a PVC pipe, and five screwdrivers. Eventually, it was unjammed and we fished out another quarter. King turned the water on to test the disposal, and was rewarded with a waterfall from the sink's cabinet. The P-trap had jiggled loose and was gushing. I got into the cabinet and mopped up the water and put the P-trap back on. No more leaks.

The cat tried to, when I was relaxing on the couch, and it was falling, to gain claw-purchase on my bare leg.

Only three dumbasses. But pretty amusingly epic. And the door, oh the door! That was the best.

TokyoPop Update

In the interest of not burying this in comments, here's Jeremy Ross of TP regarding "chatter" that creators on TP's OEL books were told to stop working when TP laid off 4-10 staffers (reports vary THAT much), as reported today at The Beat.

"We have not told any OEL creators to stop working on their projects as a result of Aaron's departure."

Having been through "the sky is falling" speculation at least twice while at Image, when there were changes in personnel, I want to make sure you all hear what TP people are saying.
Luckily, information disseminates faster than it did eight years ago. You won't, this time around, see Wizard reporting the demise of TP without correction, as it did to Jim Valentino's non-line creators in 1998.

Good luck, TP people.